Prologue||
Please note that this is the sequel to a book called Judas Kiss.?
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She was beyond scared. She had been kidnapped with many other girls.?One day she had been picking vegetables with her mother at the market the next thing she was being taken away. Even with crying and screaming, the villagers watched seventeen year old Mila Rivera being taken away but no one would dare fight not even her mother or her father. They knew Tiberio Molinero the Mafia king at the time didn't spare anyone's life. They knew this was coming but she wasn't expecting it to be her.
Alfredo Molinero was turning Eighteen and he had to have a pure girl to devour in the evening as a gift from his father. The police wouldn't dare, they feared the Molinero family. They had ties in the political governance's. The Molinero Mafia clan ran the whole of Mexico with their many branches all over the country. For decades and decades, it wasn't about to change.
Mila was blind folded, with many other girls. They were stripped off their clothes and?Tiberio had to choose who suited his son best as a gift. Mila was more appealing in his eye than the rest. He told his men to send the young girl to his son's room of course they had to prepare her. The maids bathed her and made her smell heavenly. They shaved her in all the most important places for tonight. She was dressed in nothing but her nakedness as they told her to lay down in the middle of the King Size bed.
Alfredo's party was over, Garreth McCarthy was talking to Tiberio and many other Don's and Capos as well as their wives were present. His father wished him well and told him things were about to change from here onwards.
Tiberio led his son to his room. Alfredo didn't want to do this but he had to, for his father's approval. His father left him alone with the beautiful naked girl laid on his bed. She was crying or had been crying but he couldn't see because of the blindfold.
He stripped off his clothes, it didn't take long for him to have a hard on just by looking at her body. Mila could feel his presence as he climbed on the bed. He asked her to open her legs and she did. This was the first time, she had heard his voice. It was husky and almost soothing.
"I really don't want to hurt you, I'm sorry." He said as he plunged into her without warning. She screamed, she cried because of the pain and agony. He was huge and she wasn't ready she could never be ready for such a thing.
he groaned as he continued thrusting into her. He didn't touch her anywhere?else,?not even her breasts. His hands were pressed against her sides making the bed dip on either side as he took her deeper, he forgot about her pain and sobs as he was now only concerned with reaching his climax. Tears fell from her eyes atleast he couldn't see them because of the blindfold as the flowed sideways straight to her ears.
Felip watched as he took her hard and faster from across the room. Felip had protected Alfredo ever since he was a ten year old boy. He knew Alfredo like an open book.
Alfredo reached his high, his dick twitched inside her then he spilled into her letting go with a growl. She was glad, glad it was over. The pain was over but she was mistaken when he pulled out letting her feel empty and most of all dirty. She could never look at herself the same way. She had never seen the Mafia prince and she didn't want to ever see him again because they were all monsters. She dreamed of losing her viginity to someone she loved not like this, not as a present.
Alfredo's father went in the room to make sure it was done. The maids took Mila away, she took painful steps... she was still in pain. Alfredo watched her walk away with the maids aid, he wanted to see her face but he knew it wasn't possible. He didn't want to disobey protocol.
His father gave him a satisfied grin when he saw the white sheets stained red. "You did well, my son." Alfredo's father said proudly. His mother looked at him with distaste, she didn't like any of this.
"You get to use her every night for the rest of the week until she returns to her family." Tiberio stated before leaving the room.
He had sex with her the rest of the six days with the blindfold. It got better than the first day, soon enough she was now moaning with him. He touched her. He felt some connection with her. Mila still felt dirty, he kissed her gently and she craved for his lips..
until the last day of the week when he gave her unforgettable goodbye. He made life love to her. He told her he would never forget her, she didn't say anything. She only moaned, he didn't know her name and he wished to look into her eyes as he pleasured the both of them, he wanted to hear her voice but it wasn't possible.
When she returned home, she knew she would never be the same again. Even her parents knew that their daughter had been tainted by the devil. They sent her away, away to stay with uncle Gonzalo and aunt Camila in Florida, USA. She moved in with them of course they treated her like a maid. She graduated from high school went to college, she dropped out within a year, moved to New York without their approval, she started over.
it had been ten years, she never wanted to think about it.
She had opened up to Della, her bestfriend. Considering they both felt emotional after Della had told her about her abusive mother, failed marriage... they seemed to fit like the perfect friendship... both broken.
Alfredo would never forget his first, he had multiple dreams about her, he promised himself he would find her even if it was the last thing he did. When he took over as Don at the age of twenty-two, after his father's death, he searched for her of course every girl claimed they were 'her' for the money and the chance of earning his love.
He slept with them to confirm, only to be hit by disappointment. The day he slept with her he knew, he would know. He would know that it was her.
The day he slept with Mila, he felt it but it couldn't be. Mila's family had told him that she committed suicide, they even showed him her grave. He felt guilty, it was his fault. Ever since he had been sending them a large amount of money even though he thought, it could never bring back their sweet daughter. Her kisses were as sweet as honey, her touch burned him. Mila's parents intended on protecting their daughter wherever she was.
When he slept with Mila, it couldn't be. He wanted Mila because she reminded him of her... little did he know she was her.
Mila swore she would never go back to Mexico. She felt only hatred for him.
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